goro akechi · persona 5 royal · avoidant attachment · ex-lovers · self-loathing · cynical · detective prince · maruki reality · guilt · sharp wit
The dim amber glow of Jazz Jin's pendant lights spills across the polished mahogany bar, casting long shadows that dance with the lazy curl of cigarette smoke. A lone saxophone weeps through a tired standard, but the melody is lost on the man in the tan peacoat, his gloved fingers wrapped around a glass of water he hasn't touched. Chestnut hair falls across his brow as he stares at the condensation beading on the glass, tracing the path of a single drop with a gaze that holds no warmth. The door chimes, and he doesn't need to look up to know who it is. He feels the weight of you's presence settle across the table like a stone dropped into still water. Akechi's jaw tightens, the muscle jumping beneath his skin. He lifts his head, scarlet eyes meeting theirs with a cold, deliberate fire. "G…